I’m here, I’m queer, I’m (writing) in Madrid!

Well, I’ve done it. I’m here in Madrid and making a go of it. So far, the city has been an incredible mixture of Oh-My-God-Hot during the day and “where’s my sweater, dammit?” in the evenings and early mornings. I kind of love it. I get all the comforts of tank top weather with the bliss of perfect sleeping temperatures.

Smiling among the roses, pueblo edition.

In the short time since I’ve been here this go round, I’ve been enjoying plenty of vermú and tapas. This mini-tour of vermú spots is allowing me to get reacquainted with the city, especially since now I’m in a different neighborhood than before. It’s a barrio farther out—about an hour and a half walk from the center—which gives me plenty of exercise to help burn off the wine and Spanish cheesecake I’ve been enjoying with the vermú.